I loved it!!! I cried soo much. I need the next chapter!! I hope you finish it soon. I was never a Draco/Hermione shipper (and actually despised the pairing) until I read this story!! Now I'm definitely a HUGE D/Hr shipper!! You are the best fanfic author I've read so far!!

They say love is the most magical thing in the world. They say it lasts until death due you part. But what if it didn't? What if it lasted forever? For Hermione her one and only love, Draco, dies. Her daughter Tammy and herself try to pull themselves together at the news of his death. But it’s hard. They can’t forget someone so special. He had held their family together, now he was gone and they were falling apart. She knew he was gone forever and nothing could change that… little did she know that he was just her last breath away?

Quotes

Everytime she sees a shooting star she says ‘Look mum, daddy is coming back down. Let’s go look for him.’

“Me? I‘m brilliant. Couldn‘t be better. I‘ve been playing hide and bloody seek with the ministry all year. Brilliant!” You muttered sardonically.

- “Good good. Glad to know that they are still… er… seeking you Draco.” I giggled.

- “Yes, yes it is. Now listen, I didn’t come here to have a little chitchat. As a matter of fact it is an important affair.”

- “Really? And what ‘important affair’ would you have with me?”

“You - you really think that? You still wallow in the past? You think I came here - risked my life for a dare!? If you do then say goodbye Hermione. Say goodbye to the person who risked his life to come and tell you how he felt.”

Summary: In this fic you will watch Crookshanks as he tries to find his soul mate. When he thinks he's finally found a fantastic feline, will he be able to convince her that they belong together? Crookshanks/. . . wouldn't you like to know! Read and find out!

His knuckles were becoming white. Draco tried not to look down the cliff as he held on for dear life. He was hanging by the edge of his fingers now, his muscles vibrating with the effort of holding on. Searching for somewhere to fasten his footing and maybe crawl back up, his foot slipped as small stones glided down the vertical cliff, and he was left dangling, holding on by his wish to live. He could hear the sea crushing unceremoniously against the rocks bellow. They crashed imperviously with the stone, inviting him to their midst.

“I can’t reach you; you’re too far away...” she spoke softly.

5th story in a series of Hermione/Draco one-shots (Check out my author page for more information)